Though you can still call me Lexi Kahn, I'm pulling a Cougar/Mellencamp move and re-identifying. My name is Michelle. I live in Boston, by way of New York, by way of a tiny town in Connecticut. I live with Joe. We're DINKS (dual income, no kids). It's a miracle I have made it to my thirties. Thirties! I am SO a Gen X'er -- go ahead, ask me about the 80s. I love good books, good movies, divine food, leisurely travel, smart comedy and, especially, music. For 11 years ('97 to '08) I was a regular in the local Boston rock scene using the name Lexi Kahn (Google me!) but quit the whole thing to pursue other interests. What those are...is probably what this diary will be about from 2008 forward.
So keep reading! You never know what'll happen.
"You know, Joe. Brian Eno is responsible for our entire relationship."
"I'll hold him and you hit him."
Hooo boy. I had a colossal fight with Shaggy on Monday. It was explosive because it had powderkegged. Mostly my fault. Some little thing or other had been bothering me for about two or three weeks and, because I kept telling myself it was nothing, didn't say anything to him about it, or if I did say something it was in a playful way and not in a "this really bothered me" way. Like the night where he was on the phone with his parents telling them everything he'd done that day, including what we were having for dinner (Cafe Belo, Brazilian barbecue) but omitted my existence entirely. It was so weird to me to hear the story with my role in it excised as neatly as an ex in a prom photo.
His family doesn't know about us. In theory.
The little things stacked up until I felt totally blah and couldn't really pinpoint anymore WHAT was wrong when he said, "What's wrong?" So I said, "Nothing."
I don't recommend doing that. Especially if he knows you better than he knows himself. Especially if the truth is coming out over Instant Message, that silent-but-furious and egregiously imperfect mode of communication. Not good.
We made up but it wasn't exactly a ride into the sunset. We both have to figure out some shit, and whichever direction it takes we have to find a way to make sure we keep the friendship that started on that that ridiculous night almost two years ago.
